Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 897: Death Battle Night

On the street opposite the manor, an off-road vehicle came to a halt. The tail pipe was still struggling to puff out black smoke, and even in an era when flying cars like the one on the surface were still far from universal, this off-road vehicle could be said to be a complete antique. The driver was a priest, with a disheveled face under his messy gray-blue hair. His priest's robe had been washed a little pale, and there was a cross hanging around his neck, and a corner of it had collapsed.

The priest narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the manor.

"Yes." The woman behind replied.

The woman was dressed in red clothes and red trousers, her tight outfit emphasizing her crazy curves. Especially in the completely closed collar of his jacket, two balls of soft meat almost rushed out. She kicked the door open and got out of the car under the priest's painful gaze. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and gracefully took out one of them and put it on his lips. Inhale and the cigarette will light itself. josei

"Want one?" The woman looked at the priest.

The priest shook his head weakly and smiled, "I can't stand it."

"You don't smoke, drink or play with women. It's boring."

The priest denied, "I will kill."

"How frightening." The woman looked in the direction of the manor and said, "Let's go and kill someone."

"Mm-hmm. Tonight is the last time we kill someone. That's great."

The woman spat out a smoke ring, wondering if she was asking the priest or herself, "Is it really good to die here?"

"Alright, I can sleep peacefully. What's wrong with that?" The priest smiled and said, "Of course, you're still young, but it's not time to sleep in."

The woman shrugged.

The two of them walked towards the manor.

When Mobius saw the strange couple on the cold street through the window, his intuition told him that they were not kind. Suddenly, the priest raised his head and looked in his direction. The two of them were extremely far apart, but Mobius knew that the other party had seen him.

The priest raised his hand and casually pressed down.

Mobie's expression changed, and he was about to unleash all of his Qi and Origin Energy. A sudden change occurred, and a powerful force descended from the sky. As soon as it touched, Mobie's entire body trembled. Not only was he shaking, the room trembled from the ceiling to the floor, from the bed to the tables and chairs. The tremors spread around the room, spreading throughout the manor.

The strong tremor suddenly disappeared.

Then, the mountains collapsed and the earth collapsed.

The entire Eliphant Manor seemed to have been crushed by an invisible giant hand. The earth and stone buildings collapsed. The soldiers hidden in the manor either exploded into meat sauce or were crushed beneath the collapsed buildings. The entire manor instantly turned into ruins, causing dust to rise like a curtain. Blood continuously flowed out from beneath the broken stone pillars, gathering in a low-lying area. It was shocking.

Two auras rushed up.

Mobius pointed at the sky, and the surrounding sand and stones sprayed out like a fountain. Although he was fine, most of the bandages on his chest had already been dyed red, and it was obvious that it had taken some effort to escape from the force field that had appeared out of thin air. Eliphant, on the other hand, was in a more miserable state, and the fatty was still wearing pajamas. The pajamas naturally turned into strips of cloth. The general looked at the ruins in front of him with a gray head and a gray face. He was crying and was about to curse his mother.

However, the air was exceptionally dry and impatient. The atmosphere was even more like a tense string, causing the fatty to not dare to breathe a single mouthful of air. He was afraid that it would affect the auras of the two sides that were testing each other in this space.

The priests and women who were walking on the streets had arrived at the manor and stood in the spacious front courtyard. The priest smiled. The woman's eyes were cold. Both of them looked at Mobius, but they left Eliphant to the side.

Mobit was expressionless. He was still calm and composed in the face of this sudden change. He came from the rubble to the flat ground and looked at the two of them, "Probably I asked you who you were, and you won't say anything."

The priest maintained his gentlemanly appearance and smiled faintly, "In the Concealment of Light Society, there are four grades of spades, hearts, plum blossoms, and cubes. Other than spades, the rest are ordinary members. Apart from this, there are also the Clowns of Makeup, Black-White Clowns, K, Q, J, and A, who are the leaders of the Concealment of Light Society."

He pointed to himself and said, "I'm a black-and-white clown, and the one who came with me is A. So, is His Excellency the President satisfied?"

Mobie finally frowned.

If the other party didn't say it out loud, he would be suspected of concealing his identity, and he would also be a good assassin who wouldn't be able to hit a thousand miles away in one strike. But now that he had spoken so openly, he had exposed the core composition of this mysterious organization, the Light Concealment Society. He was determined to keep him here. Otherwise, how could he be so easy to deal with?

"Killing me won't be that simple. At the very least, even if you kill me successfully, it will definitely be a good thing for you?" Mobius said in a deep voice, "In the past, there were very few ways you could interfere so directly. Why would Guang Yin no longer intend to hide in the sewer?"

"You're right." The priest nodded and smiled, "You don't have to worry about the president. I can tell you that the Federation won't be in chaos."

Mobbit narrowed his eyes, "Alan?"

The priest clapped his hands and smiled. "Indeed, he is a smart man."

"So that's how it is. What is his position among you?"

"Spades 2."

Mobbit laughed, "Senior member, it's good. If it's just a peripheral member, then it's too insignificant."

"Indeed. Then, Your Excellency, may I ask if you have rested enough?" The priest smiled and said, "If we have enough rest, let's get down to business."

"You guys are so generous. You can see that I'm not going to do anything even if I'm resting?"

"You're too generous to say. After all, you're the president. You have to die convincingly."

Mobie didn't say anything else, and his momentum exploded. A ball of gray light exploded and quickly retracted, forming a suit of flame armor on his body. With a flash of his armor, the president was no different from normal, but his aura continued to rise, and his Origin Energy surged like a torrential wave. The surrounding rubble trembled, and the dust and smoke on the ground suddenly lifted up a gray tornado. The green dragon swayed, and thunder rang out. At this moment, Mobbit's aura was like a dark cloud crossing the sky as he charged towards the priests and women.

The manor was instantly filled with sand and stones as ghosts cried out.

"Me?" The woman asked knowingly.

The priest took off the cross from his neck and put it into the woman's hand. "After tonight, deliver it to the child for me. Leave the church to him in the future."

The woman snorted, "You're already dead, and that kid's life isn't comfortable. Why don't I send him to meet you?"

He thought that he would see this priest, who was always easy to talk to, go berserk, but he said, "Whatever you want."

Then he turned to face the president, dressed in clothes and hunting.

The woman put the cross in her coat pocket and snorted.

The priest added, "Don't let him escape."

The woman said "hmm" and pointed high into the sky. Two or four pillars of fire rose up around the manor. The pillars of fire slowly rotated, forming a circle of flame walls that enveloped the entire manor. The Flame Wall was a hundred meters tall. This height was nothing to Mobius. However, the President knew that even if she could leap over a hundred meters into the sky, not to mention the priest-like expert eyeing her, the woman codenamed A would definitely have more than that.

Mobie didn't want to think about escaping. If he wanted to leave tonight, he could only kill these two experts.

Only death battles!

The priest's clothes, which had been stimulated by Mobit's aura, suddenly stopped moving. In the next moment, they quietly split apart, revealing the priest's not-so-strong body. Then, the priest's muscles wriggled, as if there were thousands of worms hidden beneath his skin. His skin turned from white to green, and then from green to blue. Next, the scales began to float up, hexagonal in shape and as large as one. It was as if a scaled armor had appeared beneath his skin, falling down one after another, covering his entire body.

The priest's hair grew violently, his eyes turned golden and vertical, and his ears were sharp. Below his eyebrows, he stretched his chin forward like a wolf kiss. The bones in his body began to crack, his hands stretched out, and his palms grew larger and wider. Black spikes extended from the back of his hand and back of his waist. In the end, his shoes exploded and his feet turned into claws. At this moment, the priest was no different from a demon.

However, his aura was no weaker than Mobie's, and he was even more brutal and beast-like.

"Ancestral descendants?" Mobie asked in surprise.

The priest nodded his head. There was no trace of a smile in his vertical pupils. He reached out and touched the first black thorn on his back before pulling it out! A black rainbow brought a few drops of blood into the priest's hand, but it was an inconspicuous bone spear. Mobius didn't dare to be careless. The ruler was armed with seals, and the ancestor descendant was the Ancestral Blade. The former was good at defending, while the latter was good at attacking. This was the principle of shields and spears.

The Ancestral Blades were all strange, either one or two or countless, completely indeterminate. However, what was certain was that the Primordial Ancestor Blade and the Ancestral Descendant's lives were intertwined. No matter what form of Primordial Ancestor Blade it was, its power was extraordinary. After all, the ruler's engraved armor used Origin Energy to defend himself, but the other's Primordial Ancestor Blades used their lives to attack. That was truly desperate!

The priest was not polite either. He bowed like a bowstring and threw out a black bone spear in the form of a spear.

Black lightning flashed across the manor.

The storm suddenly disappeared completely, and the gray dragon with its teeth and claws dissipated. Mobie's eyes widened. He held a pitch-black bone spear tightly in both hands, his legs like knives ploughing through two ravines on the ground, causing him and the spear to crash into the ruins behind him.

A loud explosion rang out.

The ruins suddenly cleared out a five to six meter wide passageway. Both sides of the passageway, be it broken stones, steel bars, or human debris, were neatly cut off. The cut surface was incomparably smooth, but the cut part was instantly annihilated, turning into a tiny object that could not even be said to be dust.

Mobius was standing in the passageway.

The bone spear in his hand was peeled off inch by inch, and the fragments turned into powder in midair. The president shook his body and blood flowed out of his nose and mouth.

A howl came from midair.

Mobie looked up and saw the priest bouncing into the air, hugging him head and tail. His entire body spun like a ball, and at the end of it, the air wave circle beneath Mobius feet shook and swept away with an astonishing momentum!